Rebirth: Making a Fortune in Ancient Times

"Miss, wait for me..." a girl with a slightly rough voice called out to the figure leaping through the woods.

"Hey girl, hurry up! I can't keep waiting for you every time..." As the voice faded, the lush green figure disappeared into the verdant forest.

Seeing the direction her young mistress had disappeared in, the fifteen-year-old girl first ran a few steps, then leaped onto a tree she had chosen. Using the tree as a foothold, she leaped again to another tree ten meters away. And so, like a nimble monkey, she leaped and darted back and forth through the woods. Finally, she caught up with Xia Yu, who was sitting breathlessly on a branch.

"Miss……"

"Shh..." Upon hearing Da Niu's voice, the bright young girl turned her head and gestured for her to be quiet.

Seeing Xia Yu's actions, Da Niu quietly sat down next to Xia Yu and craned her neck to look in the direction Xia Yu was looking.

Below, a masked man in black was locked in combat with three men dressed in gray outfits, their back-and-forth exchanges quite lively.

The group of people fighting fiercely below had heard the commotion in the tree. However, none of them bothered to glance in their direction. In this life-or-death moment, even the slightest distraction could cost them their livelihood.

Nineteen, perched on another tree, also watched the fight below quietly. She and her mistress had inadvertently stumbled upon this place. Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps out of sheer skill and daring, neither of them left, but instead remained in the tree, silently observing the life-or-death struggle between the people below.

Another half hour passed, and the wounds on the man in black gradually increased, his dodging movements becoming noticeably slower than before. Finally, after being stabbed in the left chest, he was kicked flying more than ten meters. After crashing to the ground, he rolled several times and then lay still, seemingly dead.

Three men in gray, swords in hand, cautiously approached the spot where the man in black lay, trying to see if he was truly dead. One of them kicked the sword aside, then knelt down and felt around the man's neck for a while. After confirming that he couldn't feel a pulse, he nodded to the two men beside him.

Having confirmed the man in black was dead, the man began searching his body, and soon found a bloodstained envelope in the man's pocket. The man glanced at the sealing wax on the envelope and then stuffed it into his own pocket.

Xia Yu and the others watched quietly from the tree. Although they were curious about the identities of both sides, they didn't intend to cause trouble. Just when she thought the three below had obtained what they were looking for and were about to leave, she unexpectedly heard Nineteen shout loudly.

"Miss, be careful."

Years of training allowed Xia Yu's body to react before her mind could even process it. Upon hearing Nineteen's voice, Xia Yu and Da Niu nimbly floated from their tree to another.

When the two looked at Nineteen again, they saw that she had already drawn the soft sword from her waist and stabbed at the gray-clad man who had launched the hidden weapon at Xia Yu.

The two exchanged blows briefly with their weapons before retreating.

"Little girl, your kung fu is pretty good."

After saying that, he turned to the other two and said in a deep voice...

"You can take care of those two; I'll handle this one."

Judging from the way he said that, he was going to kill all three of them.

Xia Yu and Da Niu couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Gentlemen, we were just chasing rabbits in the mountains and accidentally wandered here. We don't know each other, yet you dare to threaten our lives so easily. Isn't that a bit too domineering?" Xia Yu said, looking at the people slowly approaching them.

"Little girl, stop talking nonsense. Although we don't know each other, you're in for a bad day," said the man who had spoken earlier.

As soon as he finished speaking, several men rushed towards the girls with their swords in hand.

Seeing the people rushing towards her, Xia Yu quickly retreated while taking a cylindrical object from her waist, opening the cap, and without hesitation, shooting it at the two attackers. Her movements were so fast that the two people opposite her were hit by needles as fine as cow hair before they could even react.

"Ah...ah...!"

"Ah...ah...!"

Two agonizing screams echoed through the sky, startling countless birds into flight. The gray-clad man, currently engaged in combat with Nineteen, heard his companion's cries and realized the danger, instantly attempting to flee. Nineteen, seeing his intention, intensified his attack, determined not to let this man escape, even though he didn't know his identity.

Over there, the two gray-clad men, blinded by Xia Yu's hidden weapon, were wildly swinging their swords in agony, attempting to kill Xia Yu and Da Niu. Unfortunately, both blind men had gone berserk, and they were likely to wound their own people rather than their enemies.

Xia Yu and Da Niu sat on the tree branch they had been sitting on, quietly watching the two people below who had been slashed in the veins and were slowly losing their breath due to excessive blood loss.

The man fighting with Nineteen was trying to escape, but although she was just a little girl, her swordsmanship was cunning and ruthless, every move aimed to kill. He suddenly realized that she was no ordinary person; how could an ordinary person know kung fu, especially someone so skilled at only a teenager?

In despair, he was slashed in the throat by the Nineteenth Sword, and died with his eyes wide open in resentment.

"Miss, we need to bury these people quickly, otherwise their blood will attract wild beasts," Nineteen reminded the two people who were swinging their legs and watching the show from the tree.

"Then let's bury them. Hey, let's check if these people have anything on them, and also that letter from earlier."

Nineteen searched all those people and finally found a few tokens, a few silver notes, some loose silver, and the letter.

Xia Yu carefully collected the tokens, letters, silver notes, and loose silver from the group and gave them directly to Nineteen and Da Niu.

Finally, the group found a large pit nearby, and Da Niu threw their bodies in. To avoid frightening the others, they covered the bodies with some branches, planning to return the next day with shovels to seal them with soil.

After finishing all this, the sun was already setting in the west, and the group quickly went down the mountain and home.

Shortly after they left, the branches covering the bodies suddenly moved, and soon a bloody hand reached out from inside.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." The man struggled to push away one of the corpses pressing down on him, then pulled his legs and feet out from under another corpse. After slowly crawling out of the pit, he leaned against a tree beside the pit, catching his breath for a while, feeling somewhat exhausted.

As if struck by a sudden thought, he stealthily reached into his trousers and quickly pulled out a porcelain bottle about the thickness of a thumb. He uncorked it, poured the meager amount of powder inside onto his left chest, and then sprinkled some on the other cuts on his body. After resting for a moment, he chose a direction, and though his steps were somewhat unsteady, he resolutely walked in that direction. His black clothes quickly disappeared into the night, blending into the darkness.